In large measure, writing is the spatialization of thought.

World War III is a guerrilla information war with no division between military and civilian participation.

There are no passengers on spaceship earth. We are all crew.

As technology advances, it reverses the characteristics of every situation again and again. The age of automation is going to be the age of 'do it yourself.'

Obsolescence never meant the end of anything, it's just the beginning.

Publication is a self-invasion of privacy.

Madison Avenue is a very powerful aggression against private consciousness. A demand that you yield your private consciousness to public manipulation.

The modern Little Red Riding Hood, reared on singing commercials, has no objection to being eaten by the wolf.

The computer is the most extraordinary of man's technological clothing; it's an extension of our central nervous system. Beside it, the wheel is a mere hula-hoop.

We look at the present through a rear view mirror. We march backwards into the future.

In an age of multiple and massive innovations, obsolescence becomes the major obsession.

Never modify your goals, amplify your might.

You can go as far as you believe it, but through prayer you can exceed it.

God calls each person individually. He said that a man and his wife were one flesh, but not one spirit

Consider an achievement accidental if it is not coupled with modesty. Because if the achiever had endeavoured for it, it would certainly have killed their pride.

Are we just dreamingIn the city that never sleeps?Cause I can't be seeingWhat my eyes tell me.

I had kept opaque Down deeper than the canyons undersea The sullen spectrum of a buried lake Nobody saw; not seen even by me.

We could be happy if the air was as pure as beer.

I collect rare photographs... I have two... One of Houdini locking his keys in his car... the other is a rare picture of Norman Rockwell beating up a child.

This is nothing. The last couple of batches of [Hillary Clinton's] emails have revealed exactly nothing. Now, who is pushing this notion that there was a quid pro quo in the State Department?

The soul is timeless and nonlocal.